I can't believe I am building a log pile today.
It wasn't what I had planned, and I was a bit annoyed when a quiet day in the studio was rudely interrupted by the tractor rumbling up the track like thunder with a year's worth of logs on the trailer.
But I get into it as I go. It is almost a sculptural experience, and methodical and meditative. There is an art to making a log pile, all the logs have to be stacked so that (a) they are sound and won't collapse over the year, and (b) air has to be allowed to circulate to keep the logs dry and stop them rotting.
But I get into it as I go. It is almost a sculptural experience, and methodical and meditative. There is an art to making a log pile, all the logs have to be stacked so that (a) they are sound and won't collapse over the year, and (b) air has to be allowed to circulate to keep the logs dry and stop them rotting.
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